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into_the_wild

Dreams are what you wake up from.

14 years of Livejournalling, and hopefully, more to come.


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into_the_wild

:: The Cobweb ::


:: The Cobweb ::

A few minutes ago, I stepped onto the deck
Of the house. From there I could see and hear the water,
And everything that's happened to me all these years.
It was hot and still. The tide was out.
No birds sang. As I leaned against the railing
A cobweb touched my forehead.
It caught in my hair. No one can blame me that I turned
And went inside. There was no wind. The sea
Was dead calm. I hung the cobweb from the lampshade.
Where I watched it shudder now and then when my breath
Touches it. A fine thread. Intricate.
Before long, before anyone realizes,
I'll be gone from here.

- Raymond Carver -

 
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For a moment, I thought you were writing from your house in Sentosa Cove, or something ;P

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